Sam left the quartermasters office with his cheeks still burning. Most of the time people were handing in their uniforms to be shipped to Silverhold and washed or sewn due to blood, bullet holes, knife cuts ect. It was rare enough for a Colonel to requisition a new uniform, rarer still when he had to do it cause his superior officer had ripped all the buttons off and torn off his pant by the seams. How was a guy supposed to explain that?
He straightened his new uniform making a silent vow to change before he and Kat saw each other again, he walked across the field to where Cid and Garrick stood overlooking their new view. “gentlemen” Sam greeted the two and warmly received their nods back. He too took a moment to stare out over the landscape from Glubbers former palace
Lilac was a moon of Shadow, a planet a fair bit smaller then Silverhold, it had five small continents, surprisingly each geologically different from the rest. The main palace was here on Bremen with three major factories attached and an underground geothermal power plant to boot. Bremen was largely a dessert continent with some vegetation surrounding the fresh water oceans. The sand and rock here held a deep red with tall natural stone spires that rose towards the sky, it is said that there are three bands of sand nomads that wander these desserts, a fair shake of the factory workers had been imprisoned slaves, he was still waiting to hear back from command on what to do with them.
Dessau had been the most recent place EASY had been fighting, a thick hostile jingle, lush with vegetation and about a million different species of parasites, there had been two minor factories there was well as a major hydro dam. At least seven different clans of locals lived there, each with their own damn language and their own special way of making your men’s life hell
Flensburg was the northern polar cap, he was told that there were two tribes up there as well as massive solar fields, but his men had yet to return from their scouting missions, Mace had called them back before he had needed to take that base, something Sam was quietly thankful for, he hated winter fighting.
Koblenz a barren plane and the largest of the continents so far, this had been a brutal area to take with its massive wind turbines and twelve clans of horse riding locals, also Glubber had several air fields and had caused Sam to pay dearly for every meter of ground they had taken.
Saarbrücken more a series of small islands then a real continent, Scouts had reported that this had been the sight of Glubbers fusion generator, as well about 7 other factories, he was told that they had found about 1300 locals with primitive sailing crafts. How many different clans these people made no one could determine yet, but they had been the most friendly so far, language barriers aside they offered up much food and drink to his men, something they had gladly taken them up on.
Sam looked over at his companions, he was a little sad, he had come to enjoy his morning meetings with the two leaders, and they had developed a good working relationship if not friendship, but the nature of Easy company would likely place his far beyond the lines, and the nature of High Centurion Status tended to mean Cid would be at Whitefall. No one could be begin to guess what post or where the fancy free pirate might choose.
Cid pointed to one of the more distant Spires that neared the ocean “Jedi are looking to build their temple there”
“Hmmmm” Garrick grunted, as if that said it all “high time we got to moving, this war waits for no one” the other two looked at the pirate for a moment and nodded their agreement, their time on Lilac was indeed coming to an end.